Given Chu Fengmian's current strength, he wasn't strong enough to fight a Saint.
"Although Zhi Lingtian hasn't broken through yet, he should be soon."
Hanyue Li said.
"Zhi Lingtian found a Holy Transformation Grass in some ruins. He's already at the peak of the Wind-Control Realm, so it shouldn't be long before he breaks through to the Godforce Realm."
"Holy Transformation Grass!"
Chu Fengmian couldn't help but sigh when he heard the name. Zhi Lingtian truly was blessed with great fortune to have come across such a treasure.
Although the Holy Transformation Grass wasn't a sage medicine, its value wasn't the least bit inferior to some low-grade sage medicines.
After all, the Holy Transformation Grass had a very simple function.
It could allow a peak Wind-Control Realm cultivator to break through to the Godforce Realm.
And the probability of breaking through was one hundred percent.
Regardless of how talented a peak Wind-Control Realm cultivator was, as long as they had the Holy Transformation Grass, they could break through to the Godforce Realm.
Because of that, the Holy Transformation Grass was one of the most valuable spirit medicines in the Nine Realms. It could be considered a heaven-sent opportunity.
Geniuses like Zhi Lingtian didn't just have incredible talent, they also had great fortune. That was why they could grow so quickly.
Chu Fengmian had acquired the Rich-Lush Stele and the legacy of Grand Emperor Rich-Lush.
Geniuses with such great fortune were the most difficult to deal with.
"How long has it been since Zhi Lingtian got the Holy Transformation Grass?"
Chu Fengmian asked Hanyue Li.
It seemed that no one outside knew about the Holy Transformation Grass, otherwise it would have spread far and wide. After all, Zhi Lingtian's status was higher than that of many Half-Sages.
It was no wonder Zhi Lingtian dared to be so arrogant. He didn't even put the three hallmasters in his eyes. Once he broke through to the Godforce Realm, he would become the next dean of the Institute of Martial Victory.
There was no way the higher-ups of the Institute of Martial Victory would punish someone with such a bright future.
It would take a year to refine the Holy Transformation Grass, so Chu Fengmian was eager to know how long it had been since Zhi Lingtian got it.
"It's been more than half a year."
Hanyue Li didn't know why Chu Fengmian suddenly asked this question, but he still answered obediently.
"Half a year. That means there should be two or three months left."
Hearing this, Chu Fengmian calculated silently.
In two or three months, Chu Fengmian had to grow to the level of a Saint. This was simply a fantasy, but Chu Fengmian had no other choice.
Once he broke through to Zhi Lingtian, the first thing he would do would be to kill Chu Fengmian. Facing a Saint in a desperate fight, even another Saint might not be able to protect him.
Even with the protection of his master, Xuan Bei Saint, it would not be difficult for Zhi Lingtian to kill Chu Fengmian.
As such, Chu Fengmian could only rely on his own strength. He had to reach a level where he could contend against a Saint before Ling Tian became a Saint.
"It's not impossible for him to reach a level where he can contend against a Saint in two or three months."
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
Others might not be able to do this, but for Chu Fengmian, this was not necessarily the case.
The Battle Dragon Spell that he cultivated was definitely beyond the cultivation methods of this era. Even in the nine regions, Chu Fengmian had never heard of such a powerful cultivation method.
Chu Fengmian wondered where Xing Xuan had learned of such a terrifying cultivation method.
With the power of the Battle Dragon Spell, perhaps Chu Fengmian really had the chance to improve his strength to the level of a Saint in two or three months.
"Don't worry, I'll settle your engagement with Zhi Lingtian."
Chu Fengmian looked at Hanyue Li and suddenly said.
"At least I don't want you to fall into the hands of that trash."
Zhi Lingtian was Chu Fengmian's mortal enemy. Sooner or later, Chu Fengmian would kill him. As for Hanyue Li, Chu Fengmian did not intend to let her marry Zhi Lingtian.
During this period of time together, Chu Fengmian increasingly felt that Hanyue Li was very similar to a figure in his heart.
Hearing that Hanyue Li was engaged to Zhi Lingtian, Chu Fengmian's heart was filled with anger.
In his previous life, he had been wholeheartedly searching for a way to resolve the problem of his body and had never had any feelings for her.
This time, Chu Fengmian was not sure how he felt about Hanyue Li.
However, there was one thing that Chu Fengmian was sure of, and that was that he did not want Hanyue Li to marry Zhi Lingtian.
"Okay …"
Hanyue Li replied in a low voice. Her voice was very low, and there was a faint sense of expectation in her voice.
"Let's go. It's time to leave."
Chu Fengmian glanced at Hanyue Li and said to her.
The two figures disappeared from the mausoleum in a flash and returned to the Holy Place.
"They're here!"
The moment the two figures arrived at the Sacred Ground, several auras suddenly appeared beside them.
"Hmph."
Seeing the appearance of these auras, Chu Fengmian's expression was not surprised. He had already guessed that these people would not leave willingly and would definitely come to scheme against Chu Fengmian.
"Prince Yan Nan, Chu Ning, Cheng Tiankong, Feng Po Xuan, Mo Ruoxue, everyone come out."
Chu Fengmian looked around and shouted with a laugh.
Chu Fengmian could recognize these five auras at a glance.
"Oh? Chu Fengmian, it seems that you have obtained great benefits in the mausoleum. You can actually detect our auras. "
A maniacal laughter rang out.
A scarlet figure immediately appeared in front of Chu Fengmian. Endless spiritual energy condensed on Prince Yan Nan's body, and he could attack at any time.
Beside Prince Yan Nan, Chu Ning, Cheng Tiankong, Feng Po Xuan, and Mo Ruoxue gradually appeared.
They stood around Chu Fengmian, surrounding him tightly.
"It seems that everyone has been waiting for me for a long time …"
Chu Fengmian glanced at everyone and sneered.
"Where's the Saint? Why isn't he here? "
Now, there were six people left in the mausoleum. Five of them were present, and only the Saint was absent.
"That trash Saint left by himself. But to deal with you, it's the same whether he's here or not. Without a trash like him, we have one less person to share your wealth with."
Chu Ning smiled coldly and looked at Chu Fengmian. The corner of his mouth revealed a bit of ferocity.
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